"Sister-in-law, if you try to stop Wu Song again, don't blame the ruthless sword!" Wu Song was already in the small building on Zishi Street, facing Pan Jinlian with his sharp knife.
"Wu Dutou, what are you going to do?" Wang Po wanted to come up to persuade her, but she hesitated when she saw the shining knife.
"You have nothing to do with this!" Wu Song held the handle of the knife in his hand, with his middle finger resting on the blade, and said with an aura of awe-inspiring silence: "If you go chirping again, be careful Wu Song cuts off your head first!"
"Wu Dutou, please speak politely and don't yell for me to kill you..." Mrs. Wang's words were still strong, but she had already stepped back.
Pan Jinlian blocked the door and looked at Wu Song without blinking. As for the sharp knife in Wu Song's hand, she turned a blind eye: "Uncle, the slave family has made it very clear that it has nothing to do with Ximen officials. If uncle insists on his own way, he will still
Please step over the slave’s body!”
Wu Song's hand holding the knife did not tremble at all, but his heart was trembling.
Is this still the Pan Jinlian who lives with her brother Wu Dalang and makes pancakes?
Wu Song still remembers the first time he followed Wu Dalang, who was full of excitement, to this small building. Wu Song did not expect that his sister-in-law was so...incompatible with Wu Dalang. He was surprised when he first saw Pan Jinlian.
, has greatly surpassed the surprise that Wu Dalang has gotten married.
Is this still the charming Pan Jinlian who drank with her on a snowy night?
That night, facing the wine brought by his sister-in-law, Wu Song coldly rejected Pan Jinlian. The next day, without even saying hello, he moved to live in the county government office. Wu Song knew in his heart that he was facing Pan Jinlian.
Enthusiasm, retreated. The reason is mostly due to his apology to Wu Dalang and ethical constraints. When Wu Song was in Yanggu County, he caused a lot of trouble for his brother.
And now, Pan Jinlian keeps saying that Brother Yun is the murderer, but in the face of Wu Song's increasingly detailed questions, Pan Jinlian resolutely remains silent. There must be something fishy here!
Wu Song still hasn't figured out why a young man who drinks with his brother every day dares to do such a thing even if he is half-hearted!
Pan Jinlian's secretiveness is nothing more than covering up for another person! That person is Ximen Qing!
Wu Song's eyes became sharper and sharper: "Sister-in-law, my brother's coffin is at the side. Don't bully others. Wu Song will go to the Lion Tower and ask Ximen Qing for an explanation!"
"There are some things that the Nu family can just find an opportunity to talk to you slowly." Although Pan Jinlian's eyes were a little helpless, she became more and more determined: "If the uncle insists on going, the Nu family will have to insist on blocking the door and wait for the uncle to calm down.
Let’s talk later.”
"Peace of mind?" Wu Song's eyes flashed: "You defend Ximen Qing everywhere, there must be some cunning in it!"
"Jianqing? Wu Dalang also said this." Pan Jinlian showed a wry smile: "Originally, we had to wait until you came back to discuss this matter. I didn't expect Wu Dalang..."
"Forget it, the slave family died under uncle's sword today, which can be regarded as an end."
As Pan Jinlian spoke, she moved forward without retreating, and with her eyes closed, she hit Wu Song's knife head...
"Liu Niang, no!" Wang Po shouted sternly from the side.
Wu Song looked at Pan Jinlian's pressed body, and the hand holding the knife shook slightly...
Suddenly, an arm stretched out from beside the door, hugged Pan Jinlian around the waist, and pulled her back. Pan Jinlian felt that she had lost her balance and fell into the arms of the visitor...
At the same time, a lazy voice rang: "Liu Niang, if you want to die, have you asked me first?"
Pan Jinlian opened her eyes with half worry and half joy. Sure enough, the one in white clothes was not Ximen Qing, so who was it?
"You are Ximen Qing!" Wu Song took the opportunity to withdraw the knife and held it across his chest: "I didn't go to the Lion Tower to find you, but you dare to come here!"
"Let go of your dirty hands!"
Ximen Qing smiled slightly and held Pan Jinlian firmly. Before he could speak hastily, Shi Qian next to him jumped over impatiently: "You are Wu Song!"
Before Wu Song could reply, Shi Qian said directly: "Brother, I'm here, let me pay my respects to my younger brother Shi Qian!"
Ximen Qing and Wu Song both looked at Shi Qian speechlessly. This annual drama of bitter love is being staged. What's going on with your intrusion?
Wu Song was helpless. Shi Qian had bowed down, so he couldn't ignore it, so he had to nod slightly, which could be regarded as a signal: "Wu Song and this guy have an unresolved feud, please get up and step aside! The name of Wu Song is on the drum."
I’ve heard it too, let’s talk about it later!”
"Shi Qian is here today to resolve this matter for both families!" Shi Qian stood up and reluctantly inserted his body between Wu Song and Ximen Qing, as if to break up the fight.
"You!" Wu Song had no choice but to put the wrist-breaking knife back to avoid accidentally injuring Shi Qian: "This is the grudge between me and Ximen Qing, it has nothing to do with you!"
"Wu Dutou, can you please say something?" Ximen Qing, as Wu Song's immediate boss, was being pointed at Wu Song with a sharp knife at this moment. He felt very humiliated.
My brother is the county captain. Although Wu Song is a tiger-fighting hero, he is also his subordinate. When did the boss make such a humble request to an employee?
"Tell me about it!" The sharp knife in Wu Song's hand did not relax at all: "How did you bribe Magistrate Zhu and instead put Brother Yun in jail?"
Facing Wu Song's questioning, Ximen Qing smiled and said, "Did you all listen to Brother Yun say these words in prison? Don't trust one-sided words."
"I wonder if Wu Dutou has heard about the fact that I rescued Wu Dalang a few days ago?"
"What does that mean?" Wu Song sneered: "Wu Song has been in the world for many years, and he has never seen anything!"
"Okay." Ximen Qing smiled calmly: "I'm here today, and to be honest, I'm not afraid of what Dutou will do to me. Since Dutou has a lot of experience, I will arrange a good show for Dutou today.
look."
"I just don't know if Dutou is willing to come with me? Let's go to the prison and see what the truth is in Brother Yun's mouth!"
"Okay! Even if you go to the end of the world, Wu Song will accompany you." Wu Song raised the sharp knife in his hand: "Lead the way!"
Ximen Qing asked Mrs. Wang to take care of Pan Jinlian, and he and Shi Qian took Wu Song to the prison...
Tie Chi was still licking his wounds in the darkness when he saw three people walking in.
One is Wu Song, who just beat himself up badly.
One is the Ximen County Lieutenant who has never been to Dilao.
There is another one with sinister features and sly eyes... the snitch.
This strange combination confused Tie Chi. Ximen Qing was walking at the front, looking calm, while the snitch behind kept trying to get close to Wu Song. Wu Song dealt with it one after another, his eyes fixed.
He stared at Ximen Qing in front of him, as if he was afraid that the county captain would run away.
However, these three people directly regarded themselves as grass on the roadside and did not even look at themselves.
Tiezhi had no choice but to endure it.
Tie Chi and Niu Dutou had an unusual relationship. They had just been taught a lesson by Wu Song today, but now that they saw their immediate superiors leading the way, they still tolerated it.
"Are you the cell leader?" Ximen Qing suddenly discovered the iron ruler huddled in the darkness: "Come out and talk, I have something to ask you."
Tie Chi reluctantly emerged from the darkness. Although the nosebleeds had stopped, his face was still stained with blood: "Where are you, Lord County Lieutenant?"
"What's wrong with your face?" Ximen Qing was startled by the face emerging from the darkness: "Why don't you wipe it?"
"This... was rewarded by Wu Dutou just now." Tie Chi gritted his teeth, and Wu Song gave him a cold look. Tie Chi couldn't help but shiver, and tightened his legs to hold back the constant surge.
The urge to urinate.
Sure enough, Wu Song had made a scene in the prison just now. So did the iron ruler. How could he dare to stop the tiger-fighting hero?
Ximen Qing smiled inwardly and gave Tie Chi a few instructions...
Ever since Brother Yun told Wu Song the "truth", he had been sticking his butt out and lying on the thicker mattress with his back to the cell door. After all, the chrysanthemum was very injured.
This prison is dark and damp, and even the sun is a luxury. In places where the sun doesn't shine, countless things are slowly moldy and rotten.
Brother Yun didn't want to die slowly in this prison for the rest of his life. It seemed that he performed well. Wu Song seemed to believe it a little, which gave Brother Yun confidence. Maybe in a few days he would
The verdict can be overturned.
The cell door rang slightly, but it did not interrupt Brother Yun's entanglement.
After half a moment, when Brother Yun looked to the other side, he suddenly found something crawling in the darkness ahead...
In the prison, one loses the concept of time as he lives his life. At this moment, Brother Yun can't tell what time it is. But what makes Brother Yun frightened is that the thing is moving more and more violently...
Sure enough, are those legends about prison true?
Many people died in the prison, and it was very unclean! There were a lot of dirty things!
Brother Yun rubbed his eyes vigorously. Are his eyes blurred or did he touch something dirty?
The black shadow was still squirming, and Brother Yun was convinced that he had seen it right.
What made Brother Yun's scalp numb was that a burst of black smoke suddenly poured out from the darkness and sprayed into his face, choking him and making him cough repeatedly...
Brother Yun, who was so frightened that he couldn't care less about the stinging pain from his chrysanthemums, stepped back and shouted: "There's someone coming! There's a ghost! There's a ghost!"
Brother Yun's cry spread far and wide in the dark prison, but he didn't get any response. It sounded particularly helpless...
Moreover, the black shadow seems to be moving in the direction of Brother Yun, and is squirming at the same time...
"Don't come over here!" Brother Yun grabbed some hay and the like from the ground and threw it in front of him regardless of anything: "You've got the wrong person, don't come over here!"
As the hay was thrown everywhere, the black shadow stopped squirming, and a voice came from inside that made Brother Yun crazy: "Brother, it's me, why can't you even recognize my voice?
?”
That was a voice that should never appear again in this world! Brother Yun heard it clearly, it was clearly Wu Dalang's voice!